The Sign

Hi motherfucker, did you miss me?
I been home since 2020
I been twerkin' and making smoothies, it's called healing
I feel better since you seen me last
I been trainin', I can flex that ass
So when I shake it, I can shake it fast
Make that camera flash, camera flash, camera flash

If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh)
And I know you see me comin' 'cause I'm thick (ooh-ooh)
I got that: Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store
Woah, oh, now you kno-ow
If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh)
And I know you wanna fuck with me again (ooh-ooh)
I got that: Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store
Woah, oh

Uh, just a second, let me fix my wig, yeah
Dealin' with him put me through somе shit, yeah
But I can't forget I'm still that bitch, yeah
I livе inside his head and pay no rent, yeah, it's lit, yeah, uh
Big rich, big sad, I'm cute when I'm mad
Bitch, I fell off, but I'm back, you're back
I'm worth my weight, I'm two
I was late, but I'm on my way, hoe (hey)

If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh)
And I know you see me comin' 'cause I'm thick (ooh-ooh)
I got that: Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store
Woah, oh, now you kno-ow
If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh)
And I know you wanna fuck with me again (ooh-ooh)
I got that: Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store
Woah, oh, now you kno-ow

I keep on writin' these songs
'Cause he keep on doin' me wrong
And my girls keep singin' along
Like: Oh, ooh, oh, ooh (hey, hey, hey)
Don't need that energy, bitch, I'm a Tesla
Hey, hey, that gon' be on the dresser
Don't need that energy, bitch, I'm a Tesla (ooh)
Hey, hey, that gon' be on the dresser

If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh)
And I know you see me comin' 'cause I'm thick (ooh-ooh)
I got that: Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store
Woah, oh, now you kno-ow
If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh)
And I know you wanna fuck with me again (ooh-ooh)
I got that: Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store
Woah, oh, now you kno-ow

I keep on writin' these songs
'Cause he keep on doin' me wrong
And my girls keep singin' along, uh
I guess that I'm not alone